Valley Of Thoughts
The confined shadow
of my favorite tree,
invites uncanny feeling
to unleash the dream
suppressed by a heart
forlorn and weary.
The chirping birds
and the whirring cicadas,
rejoice in unison
creeping confirmation
with the musical blend
of the singing waterfall.
The sweet nature scent
billowing encouragement,
to fill the wilderness
and meadows, weep aloud
to strip the sorrow
a promise of bliss tomorrow.
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